Religion & morality > Poem on the creation of the world, or, A meditation on the wonderful operation of the divine hand

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Another Month there is each Year, he then
Doth little more than fix with us remain,
j ‘ Thofe dwelling under th’Equinodial, they
‘ Have all the Year long equal Night and Day;
4 Thofenear theTropicks have them more un¬
even,
‘ The more, the more that they are Norward
driven:
4 But thofe whofe Tents to either Pole are near,
4 Have but one Night and one Day in a Year,
4 Yet all well compafs’d by due ruled Rite,
4 Neither, than other, hath more Dark or Light.*
Thus there’s no Nation, Kindred, Tongue nor
Speech,
But what fome tim£ he Light to them doth reach;
Likewife-the Moon and Stars of Heaven, alfo
Have all their proper Influence below.
Thus unto every Ordinance of Heaven
An Order’s by the God of Nature given,
Each doth the Courfe that is aflign’d them fleer.
According to each Seafon of the Year.
This newly lighted Lamp of Heaven, the Sun, ^
On this fourth Day to fhine had new begun, f
Set out his Race and Circuit for to run. j
The Day preceeding, as before was faid,
With Grafs and Trees the Earth fqrich array’d.
When on the Flowers he downward did dif-
penfe
His fhining Rays and warming Influence,
His Beams that fuch a radiant Luftre have,
A new Addition to their Splendor gave.
Sun,
f Sylvefler.